Visionaries, plane if they happen ...

Visionaries, plane if they happen to be like our Campana, are inevitably the in the greatest degree artless, the blindest of creatures forward this earth.

Eugenio Montale

I am afraid to start this essay onward "vision" in poetry because, like many Americans, I have been call down blessings oned and cursed with an acute terror of sounding high-minded. It's easy to gues where this terror arrives from, but difficult to challenge it, and these days difficulty in poesy must with every breath justify its existence. Now when I find myself at the head of the workshop table, I can diocese firsthand how often a young writer's